Persuade the Soldiers (2)

Lucian's eyes darkened the second he saw a weapon pointed at Medeia. His voice dropped. "Put your weapon down. Now."

No one moved.

Lucian took a step closer, his tone sharper this time. "I said, put it down."

Before anyone could react, the door beside him swung open—another man stepping out, gun raised, this time aimed straight at Lucian.

Tension crackled in the freezing air.

Medeia's gaze flickered between the two armed men, and she clicked her tongue in disbelief. 'Seriously? They were actually pointing a gun at me?'

All she wanted was to help them, and this was how they reacted?

Lucian, on the other hand, remained still and calm. However, Medeia knew better that he was already calculating the fastest way to take them down if it came to that.

She sighed. If Lucian decided to fight them, there was a possibility that she would lose all of her precious points.